Your enchanted hair is caught up in Golondrina's banishing and it pulls you together

Golondrina's long red hair ripples and cascades as she hurriedly finishes up her Basic Enchantments. You almost wish her hair was alive like yours. You feel your tresses rise and curl toward Golondrina, acting out your desire for her. As she finishes up with a final flourish of her wand, your unruly hair is a handspan too close -- nothing you used to have to worry about, but your old broomstraw hair was now alive with emotion and desire. Her final foot-stamping declamation is cut short as your animate hair curls round her wand, then her wrist, then pulls you both together. Your snaky tresses interpenetrate her red hair, and you taste her saltiness, her heat, and then your lips press to her heated mouth and you're all over each other in the practice room.

You faintly hear a call of surprise, but it takes a head-ringing STUN to catch your attention.

You find yourself sitting on your bum on the cold stone floor, looking at Golondrina facing you, just beyond arm's reach, similarly bum-down in the exercise chamber with a dazed look on her face.

You look up, hoping the interruption might have come from Prefect Ish and not the Tutor or the Warden.

Roll +AMBITION(+2) to GET OUT OF TROUBLE. ⚄⚀ + 2 = 8.
On a 7-9, you get a stern lecture, and it will cost you something. Choose one:

• A professor or upper class student decides to be your mentor. Gain a FRIEND and a CONSEQUENCE.
• You get remedial work or duties to set you right. Gain +1 XP and a CONSEQUENCE.
• You're told to work it out honorably. Have a MAGIC DUEL or CONFRONT YOUR ENEMY.

Your heart sinks. It's the Tutor, Preston Sharper.

He frowns as he hears your explanation. He sends Golondrina on her way and takes you in hand. For the rest of the day, he alternates dueling and deflection exercises with banishing and aura shielding exercises.

"I expect better of a student who comes to House Leontes from House Minerval," he concludes. "If you insist on treating that outlandish hair of yours as a familiar, then break it to your will. It's worse than riding around on an unbroken hippogriff. If your hair causes further difficulty in House Leontes, particularly for a junior student, we will simply shear it off."

Your flinch turns into a whipping undulation of your hair.

"Understood, Woodbine?" the Tutor says.

"Yes, Tutor," you reply.

"Dismissed. Have a care."

You drag yourself back to your room. You can tell that Golondrina and Fay had it off with each other in your absence. You can barely manage a cleansing spell, but you're hungry, and any delay will miss you your supper. Very well.

TERGEO, you incant. The swirl of moist cleansing vapor is ticklish against your hair, but you complete the spell. Looking in the mirror, you regretfully tie your hair back with a band to restrain its worst impulses, and trudge down to the refectory.

You have the CONSEQUENCE: Scolded. Take -1 to all Move rolls.

Gain +1 XP. You have 5 XP, +2 Ambition, +0 Bravery, +2 Cunning, +0 Diligence, and may use ADVANCEMENT by spending 5 XP.